Aw–Cracklin’ Rosie get on board

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Hitchin’ on a twilight train, ain’t nothing here that I care to take along, maybe a song; to sing what I want. Find us a dream that don’t ask no questions [marriage], yeah!

Lord, I love my Rosie child, she got the way to make me happy. You and me we’ll go in style. Cracklin’ Rose you’re a store-bought woman, but you make me sing like a guitar humming, so hang on to me girl the song keeps running on.

https://johnrubens.wordpress.com/2016/05/24/cracklinrosie-by-neildiamond-1971

I get it: the “poor man’s old lady” lost her to a debt [maybe a gambling debt]; Reno stations played him round the clock in the seventies into the eighties.